When Navarre awoke he was in a dark room with many other wounded fellows. “He is coming round,” remarked someone. “Poor fellow, all of us are gonna have to fight for the Queen against our own countrymen,” said one “but at least we get decent food.” So Navarre stayed there till he had recovered enough to walk about the he was allowed on parole.

One day someone came in the morning and took him away. He was taken to one of the queen’s officers. “So,” grunted the man “Now I’m your officer!” “Areneas! What are you doing here!” questioned Navarre. “Um, nothing, except I could tell you that the queen took the castle and when we arrived there they caught some of us the rest fleeing to Aldermore tower.” “Well, anyway, what would you say to taking the first opportunity that offers to escape?” “Sure!” Areaneas replied in a low tone. However, despite the fact that they had total freedom both day and night, it was not going to be easy since the walls were strongly guarded by the queen’s most loyal soldiers. So they tried to gain the good will of some of these men by bribes and so forth but they were having very little success when something happened which changed their plans. One day Navarre and Areneas were wandering around the wall when after going down some steps they came to a door. “I didn’t know of this place!” remarked Areneas. “From its position on the wall I should say it was that house that juts out of the wall which we observed on looking down from the wall.” stated Navarre. They tried the door. It was locked so they knocked on it. “Seems unused at present,” said Areneas, “so it would be perfect to escape from! By the way I haven’t mentioned to you that one of the men captured with me can pick any lock.” “And that man we confided our plans to has some rope he has stashed up!” exclaimed William.

So after some planning they chose a dark night for the attempt. After picking the lock the three entered the building the other one was killing the guard directly above them for security. They peered down from the window into the darkness. “We should be able to jump onto the other side of the moat.” Said one of the trio. So letting the rope down they descended followed by the man who had dispatched the guard. Travelling quickly they soon reached the beach and launching a boat proceeding under Navarre’s guidance towards Garhiem, William’s aim being to rid himself of Guarmal and disguising himself as such, to take control of his troops so as to recapture his fortress from the queen.--------------------------------------------------------------------------A couple of pics here !

As Navarre waited outside on the shore his friends beguiled John of Guarmal into coming. As they approached Navarre got behind his enemy and leaping forward exclaimed “I have a score to settle with you yet!” “Navarre! You will find me a hard nut to crack!” Navarre advance slowly towards the shore until there was no way out for Gaurmal. However a thought flashed through John’s mind and with a bound he leapt onto a passing iceberg, “So long!” But William, unencumbered by the armor Guarmal possessed, leapt with agility over the floating masses of ice, “Ha! It’s not over yet John, though you will soon wish it was!” Navarre’s ax swung towards him but John parried the blow. Fighting like demons they advanced rapidly towards the top of an iceberg. Both were bleeding from several cuts but Navarre pressed forward. Suddenly Guarmals sword flashed down and struck Navarre’s side but at the same time his ax came down with great force on John’s unguarded helmet and with a groan John slipped into the water. With a shout of triumph Navarre stood at the top but in a few seconds collapsed senseless from his wounds.--------------------------------------------------------------------------Pics here!

As soon as Navarre recovered he and his men dragged John’s body on to the shore. As Navarre’s wish for vengeance had abated and he had accomplished his object he put a peasants dress on Guarmal and handed him over to the care of a nearby farmer. Then he dressed as Guarmal and going to John’s castle, with his brother disguised as himself, told the Commander of John’s troops that he had made an unlikely alliance with his former enemy Navarre to root out the queen’s men from the whole land as far as possible. “I myself shall travel to my home village and leave things in your and Navarre here’s charge. I depart at daybreak tomorrow.” Before then, however, they had a conference and it was agreed to leave everything in Navarre’s hand and the commander would lead the Garheims while Navarre’s generals would lead the outlaws. William after his ploy of leaving took off his disguise and returned to the castle. He speedily took charge of affairs and sent Areneas and Ralincler see what the queens plans were and to rally his men and return as soon as was possible. Meanwhile, he held a council with his generals, among whom were Keeler, Tardif, and Joshua his brother. The queen’s envoy who had just arrived was also to attend the Conference.--------------------------------------------------------------------------And the next:The Meeting! by W. Navarre, on Flickr

The next day Navarre and his Generals, with the exception of Areneas and Ralincler, met in a private chamber to conference with the Queens envoy. “The queen promises that should you join the dragons you will receive not only your own castle and estates but other more broad domains near your own and in Loreos. What say you?” “You know the queen is lying through her teeth or at least this fellow is!” blurted the Garheim representative (in name only, for though a Garheim he had been outlawed and joined Navarre long ago). “Besides the Queen is a broken reed to lean on, she will soon lose her last grip on the continents.” remarked Keeler.

“Sir!” Scowled the envoy, “These men know nothing! The queen was never closer to her goal then now!” “True, true, but that is only because she never was close at all!” A laugh went around as a greater frown appeared on the ambassador face. “It is all true!” he continued, “The queen is very merciful! She will return your castle to you immediately if-” Suddenly the door opened. Navarre stood up “Areneas! Why do you interrupt us? Is your news important?” “Yes. That man is lying! By now there is no castle of your to give you.” He paused. “Raltworth is completely leveled to the ground!” “Death to the queen and her envoy!” went up the shout as the men dragged the ambassador out the door. “But it’s not true! She’ll give you one much larger! She’ll giv-mph!”

“Now, what else?” asked Navarre. “As I said Raltworth is no more for the queen could not keep hold of it and needed more men up here in the north. As for the other business, we could only rally one hundred of your best men and the clans which some of us used to be a part of wished for your presence. They could furnish another hundred picked men as mercenaries at a low pay.” “Thank you!” replied Navarre, “Now that we know this we can make plans.” After some talk Navarre said,

“This is what we shall do men: I will travel down to the shade as quickly as possible and return with the clans while you men build three fast longboats. Then, we shall sail down to Grahnhaven and cruise along the coast there carrying fire and sword through the land to root out the queen giving battle to any reinforcements and provision coming by sea. Thereafter by sailing up doing the same thing we shall loop around at the Gulf of Fishes and sail down as far as Fort Quagmire.” “But then my lord we shall have to travel through the King’s water which right now is a very dangerous place and the Sea of Despair AND the Sea of Treachery! Do you not think it a bit much?” asked Williams brother Joshua. “Indeed I do not. Any more comments? Now I call this meeting to a close. Tomorrow I leave with Areneas.”--------------------------------------------------------------------------More pics on my Photostream.

As soon as Navarre arrived at the shade he rapidly met up with Ralincler who had stayed behind and the next day traveled alone to where a portion of the clan he was in search was at the moment. After some bargaining the amount he would pay them for their service, which was that he would give them now a quarter of their pay for three months and the other quarter when they were out of the city with one hundred men and that at the end of the three months he would pay the other half, was agreed to. If he needed them more it could be arranged later. “Now that is done,” said the man “I will send messengers to the other groups to join us outside of the city. We ourselves shall have to get out by means of one of the many reservoirs, part of which we control. We may have a scrape with another clan however…” --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Quickly hurrying through the secret tunnel, which was filled with seaweed and bones and such, the clan reached the dangerous part. Two of the men crept around the corner. As they did so a sentry gave a shout! As the two engaged the gaurd, Navarre and the others rushed up the stairs leading to the end of the underground sewer. The first ones pulled down the trapdoors and rushed into the house occupied by the other clan. Taken by complete surprise the clan scattered however the Sinicals were upon them in an instant and they made a last stand near the door. A short but furious contest ensued but only one could be victorious! As soon as the Sinicals had seen the last of them turn their backs they scattered throughout the house in search of plunder. All found in the house were killed if they resisted. Then the group laden with the loot escaped from the city by a hidden path leading them to the agreed place.--------------------------------------------------------------------------Check my photostream on flickr, for fully detailed interior! C&C are welcome!

After climbing up the toilsome path for a few hours they reached the spot where the others would soon be and began to prepare supper. Now, you must know supper is cooked in a most strange way by most outlaws and as the process is interesting we will describe it to you. First the men look around for something. Ah it is a trap door! Now after lowering a rope they carry down a kettle whose contents is probably know only to the newly made, and I may add unhappy, cook. At the bottom of the rope the kitchen is revealed in nothing more or less than boiling lava cave! The unfortunate cook puts the kettle on a rock and balancing himself on top begins to stir the stew. Meanwhile his partner takes the chicken legs and roasts them over the molten rock simultaneously dropping the pie into it (the lava)! This set the cook laughing and, combined with the fact that the stew is over boiling, makes him jump in the air and cling to the rope just lowered so the food could be brought up. By now the assistant had fished out the pie and declared it cooked so the food was brought up and while the cook went back down to prepare more the feast began as the others had by then arrived.--------------------------------------------------------------------------

For some days now Navarre, Keeler, Jackson, and Areneas had been traveling back north. The Sinicals were going to follow soon after. All kinds of rumors were afloat, some said that Maldrake had been bearded in his den, other that he had used magic to destroy the whole of the allied forces, and… Navarre thought the latter more probable. One day as they were descending a mountain they met a shepherd. "Would you be so kind as to conduct us to your dwelling?" asked Navarre. "Fine, it is just a little ways down the slope sir." he responded. "He calls this just a slope?" muttered Keeler as they toiled down the narrow mountain path, fit, according to Keeler idea at least, only for sheep and goats. Soon a quaint little cottage came into view. "That is our abode sir." said the Shepard as he stepped aside to let them pass.

As they did so a man who looked like a Lenfel Scout Sniper came rapidly around the corner. "I have news of the battle!" he cried, "Maldrake has been defeated in his own lair!" "So it is true? I wish I could have been there!" responded Navarre, "How did it happen?" "My friend," the farmer interrupted them "perhaps you would like to come inside and tell us over a cup of tea?" As no one objected, they all filled into the small cottage. Then the man who was indeed a Scout Sniper related the details of the whole siege of Maldrake's fortress, not, however, without a few interruptions. When he had ended Areneas said "Well, well, I suppose the tyrants is almost overthrown and," he added, "I have had no part in it!" "Not so fast," replied Navarre, "the queen is still sitting on her throne, and if I am not mistaken, you will strike a blow for freedom yet!" Followed by a Garhim "looks like he already has!" Which indeed was true.-------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sorry that the last build isn't all that good, but I only have a little of my collection with me ATM .

One day, after they had been traveling through Lenfald for some time, Navarre lagged behind the rest deep in thought. Suddenly as he trotted round a corner, he saw a small group of dragon knights step out of the woods onto the path. "Stragglers?" thought Navarre, "No, see! They have some provisions, stolen most likely. They seem to be foragers!" He thought all this quite fast, and so that the men had just noticed him as he quickly lowered his visor so none could recognize him. "Nice work men!" he said as he bravely rode up, hoping to appear as one of the queens officers, "I see we shain't go hungry for now!" However, one of the men had recognized him, "He's a traitor! I'll get you back yet Navarre!" "Cain! The fools must have let him escape!" William muttered, Cain had been the queens envoy to him a while back. However, Navarre only responded him, "Ha! Well you won't escape me again!" "Or is it the other way about?" mocked the man, "I'm the one who has you trapped!" Cain quickly gave an order and his men positioned themselves with a row of spears facing Navarre. "Oh? Really?" asked Navarre and turning his horse, he trotted slowly away. "Don't let the traitor escape!" exclaimed Cain, and his men began a unmanageable pursuit. Suddenly Navarre wheeled about and charged then now disordered troops! Trampling one, he dispatched another who lunged at him with the mans own knife, meanwhile, however, Cain leaped on the horses back, Navarre slashed at a soldier who held the horses bridle and then turned to deal with Cain. Their knives clashed together, but Navarre was the better swordsman and he swiftly dealt the man a tremendous blow on his side and he tumbled off a senseless mass. By now Navarre was free of the yelling mass of men, and he hurriedly galloped on down the narrow path.--------------------------------------------------------------------------C&C are welcome!